by PEJA
Through the spidery webs of slumber, Tony's blood sizzled under the sweet, wet swipe of tongue on his left nipple. And another. His cock twitched heavy with interest and he groaned out "Jethro...."
A finger pressed against his lips, then a hand brushed over his lids, a silent warning for silence, for keeping his eyes closed. Still dulled by the deep sleep he'd been drawn from, it did not occur to him that the hand was decidedly smaller than Gibbs' hand, the finger much softer and narrower.
A tremor slithered up his spine under the teasing touch moving over him, drawing a soft hungry moan from between his lips.
The sheets suddenly fell away from his hips, exposing him to his tormentor. A hand closed around hard flesh, stroking the velvet steel tower. Tony thrust into the un-calloused hand, his passions blazing, even while a niggling uncertainty began to eat at his mind.
A leg swung over him and a body, slighter by far than his beloved Gibbs, settled over him.
Tony's eyes snapped open, vibrantly awake and shaking. Wave after wave of horror swept through him when the Director slowly mount him. His eyes widened even more as smiling a truly evil, triumphant smile, she seated on his pulsing flesh.
Tony made to throw her off, but his body would not respond to the commands, instead remaining paralyzed under the woman.
A silent scream dropped his jaw. Her hair, that natty red hair that sprang fromher head in frighteningly looking sharp spikes seemed suddenly to be dancing flame, throwing a horrendous red shadow over them. Her skin so pasty white and soft was turning pale green, and scaled with each thrust down on him, and a tail. long, narrow and pulsating was growing from her backside. he could feel it searching the crevace of his own ass.
The tail, when it found his vulnerability was a visious spearing thing, drilling deep inside his bowels and giving voice to his screams as it thrust in a viscious imitation of the love-making he craved from Gibbs.
The... thing spewed suddenly, burning into his inner passage, even as the directer found her own release.
Tony's mind spun around him, blackness ripped though him and...
...he awoke screaming, fighting the strong arms that sought to calm him.
Minutes passed as Gibbs stroked and petted the younger man weeping in his arms. Long minutes until tony could find the words to expel the night terrors that had claimed him.
"It's all right, Tony," Gibbs rocked him on his lap, pressing Tony's head down to rest on his shoulder. "Just a dream. You're safe. Safe with me."
"Safe," Tomy murmured, letting Gibbs hold him as he drifted back to sleep.
He wouldn't have been so calmed if he had chanced to awaken moments later to see Jen slip out of the darkness and exchange smiles with Gibbs.
"He will make you an excellent mate, Jethro." She whispered. "Once your seed takes and he swells with your offspring."
"Yes, he will." Gibbs' eyes flashed red in the darkness. "Will you be willing to implant him with more children if I so desire."
She bowed her head. "You need only ask." she agreed and left the room on silent feet.
Gibbs lowered Tony onto the bed and leaned over him, his tail lashing back and forth with sweet content.
